I’m so sick of the mudslinging and issues that really have nothing to do with THE issues. And to think . . . we have several more months of this until the REAL election.
Funny . . . I was in a sex shop the other night and the guy who was working the counter was a young, clean-cut guy — looked like he could have come from Iowa, or some such midwestern state. So, I couldn’t resist talking to him, and asking him how one comes to work in a sex shop. He said that he was recently released from the armed forces (can’t remember which one), and that working in a sex shop was the first job that he landed post release. Apparently he’s card-carrying Barack supporter, and he said that if McCain wins, he plans to move to Paris, but if Hillary wins, he’ll only move to Canada. I don’t know why I found that to be so funny, but I did.
As for the sex shop — because I’m sure you’re wondering — it was a newer one on Milwaukee in Wicker Park. I was walking by with a friend and couldn’t resist. Besides . . . I like to look at the products. Whoever comes up with the names of porn movies and dildoes are geniuses. My favorite porn title to date has been “E3 - The Extra Testicle,” although I’ve always thought that “Shaving Ryan’s Privates” would be a great title. As for sex toys, I’ve always been pretty grossed out by something called The Anal Intruder, apparently quite the enhancer for gay men — although it appears to be nothing short of a torture device (I’m sure there’s a pun in there somewhere).
They do have cute little novelty and bachelorette party gifts, in case you’re in the market. My friend bought a lollipop for his girlfriend, and it was rather innocent. It was heart-shaped, as opposed to the predictable suckers, shaped like male sex organs, and it had a very subtle sexual message (”Let’s fuck”). Love it.
